special chapter #4

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S.C four . Wilbur?

         OF COURSE IT hurt when I was shot in the chest

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         OF COURSE IT hurt when I was shot in the chest. I rode around in the back of that van in silence, making sure my breathing wasn't heard so Quackity wouldn't know my life was still hanging on by a thread.

I watched all of them leave the van, leaving me to die, I almost did die (I might have passed out and thought I died a few times while Quackity was still driving). I was able to get out of the van by myself, I also could stand (just barely) I limped away from the vehicle and went to this abandoned café, I peaked inside and was attacked by zombies.

I mean, I guess all the pain left after I was bit by one of those undead monsters-- well, I'm one too now.

I made a lot of zombie friends, my new best-friend being named Charlie. He had to have been the best person I've ever met (besides Y/N of course). I actually told him about her, he listened. We've practically been hanging out ever since he found me starving and searching a store for non-rotting meat, yes I'm a zombie, but I'm not an animal.

Charlie found me and led me to a group of people hiding, I really understood what Quackity was going through after that.

Charlie grabs my shoulder and shakes me, my eyes widen for a moment, realizing I had been zoned out for a few minutes. I look at Charlie. "Yeah?" I ask. (I lost my ability to speak English when I turned into a zombie, I wondered what I sounded like to humans now).

"People are coming! Hide!" He exclaims, pulling me off the bench I sat on and leading me behind a shelf. Every zombie we met had suddenly disappeared and now we just saw humans walking around, we wouldn't be scared of them if there wasn't so many together in a large group.

I peak my head over the shelf, watching five people pass by. I gasp, staring at the familiar faces, one of them made me stare in awe. "Charlie..! Charlie it's her!" I yell, shaking him by his shoulders. I stand up, trying to push past the shelf and go over to her, but Charlie tries to hold me back, I know it was to protect me but I'd rather die if I just got to see her again one more time. "Let me go, Charlie!" I complain, trying to push his arms off me.

"You'll get us killed! They'll kill us!" Charlie scolds me. I elbow him in the chest, instead of falling back, he falls forward, sending us both falling into the shelf and knocking some items off of it. I trip over the shelf and fall onto the items that fell to the ground while Charlie stays leaning on the shelf. "Their staring.." He points out.

I look out the large (and shattered) window, seeing the five people looking at us. I stare right into Y/N's eyes. I scramble to my feet, not breaking eye contact with her. "Charlie, it's her.." I repeat. I bring my arm up to my mouth, wiping away my drool with my sleeve.

"So.. you wanna kiss her or turn her into a zombie?" Charlie sarcastically asks me.

"Both.." I mutter. I start slowly making my way over. Only then did I notice Phil and Techno, I thought Phil sacrificed himself? Charlie hesitantly followed up until I walked out of the building, I carefully stepped over the broken glass shards, but I was walking so slow I accidently tripped myself and fell face first onto the concrete. I hear loud gasps come from the group before footsteps stomp over to me.

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